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Girl
03:16
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Girl, you're not the type to want me and word's getting round.
Girl, you're new to this so let me help you let me down.
Girl, I don't wanna get drunk in this shitty town.
Girl, it's just that I enjoy myself when you're around.
Girl, I guess I've gotta try my luck here anyhow.
Girl, every time you come here I get turned around.
Girl, I've been having trouble making this calm down.
Girl, it's just that I enjoy myself when you're around.
Girl, I won't go anywhere near you now.
Girl, my skin is getting thicker but I'm still let down.
Girl, I'm tired of being left here in this shitty town.
Girl, guess I've gotta just keep hanging around . . .
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2. |
Attention
04:55
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3. |
Get in the Car
02:55
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I’m practicing to be a good man.
I’m practicing to be a good friend.
I’m getting tired.
I’m tired of the person I am.
It’s always always . . .
It’s always just the same in the end.
Get in the car. I’ll give you a ride . . .
It’s like a devil inside my brain.
It’s something evil that I just can’t contain.
I’m always praying that it will go away
It’s always always . . .
It’s always just the same in the end.
Get in the car. I’ll give you a ride . . .
My Mama said just do what you can.
My Mama said it’s what you can stand.
At twenty-four, I stayed out all night.
At forty-eight, I still can’t seem to get nothing right.
I’m practicing to be a good man.
I’m practicing to be a good friend.
I’m getting tired.
I’m tired of the person I am.
It’s always always . . .
It’s always the same thing in the end.
Get in the car. I’ll give you a ride . . . [ad infinitum]
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Ghost
03:55
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You don’t know what I do when I’m lost in the fog.
I don’t know who you meet when you’re walking your dog.
I don’t want to see you more than once or twice a week.
You can’t buy me dinner if I don’t want to eat.
I give a little ghost.
You give a little ghost.
I really don’t know.
I wish you would go.
I don’t care you do what you do when you’re not right next to me.
I don’t want to know what you’ve been watching on T.V.
I won’t follow you on any internet feeds.
You can post a picture and it won’t mean much to me.
I give a little ghost.
You give a little ghost.
I really don’t know.
I wish you would go.
I don’t care who you see when you’re out by yourself.
You won’t come along when I am getting dragged through hell.
You don’t like who I am when I’m having a good time.
I can’t have you crossing over every single line.
I give a little ghost.
You give a little ghost.
I really don’t know.
I wish you would go.
I don’t like the way you try to take up my time.
You don’t like the line between what’s yours and what is mine.
I don’t know what we are ever fighting about.
Don’t you fucking tell me to just shut my fucking mouth.
I give a little ghost.
You give a little ghost.
I wish you’d just go.
Please can you just go?
Give a little ghost.
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Mirrors
05:11
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Tried to call you didn't answer.
Your faces, your mirrors . . .
You might not be right for me but
you're the only one I see.
I'm not married to the words that
I find coming out my mouth.
I'm not married.
I might not be what you need yet
you keep coming after me.
You might plug right into me--
it's not like electricity.
I'm not waiting just to see
what the beginning will bring.
I'm not waiting.
Tried to call you didn't answer.
Your faces, your mirrors . . .
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Containers Saint Louis, Missouri
local shy band
-Bass and Vocals -
Adam Brown
-Guitar -
Will MacLaughlin
-Drums and Vocals -
Sara Duff
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